Stir me (for my Sir)

Touch me

with words on ethereal pages…

with your voice on the phone

with your needs.

Feel me…

soft, warm flesh

pounding pulse,

nibbling  lips

nipples rising at your fingers command.

Stir me,

mix our desires together,

hard and soft,

need and want;

dark desires binding two

until flesh unites with flesh

explosive

all-consuming

fire.

 

 

 

 

 

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